‘Nuff Said. Maybe.

Some days it just pays to keep your mouth shut. When you know that there are people who sincerely refuse to recognize that your time is just as valuable as theirs; when you’re expected to be everybody else’s rock, always there, always ready to do what is necessary to keep the engine running while everyone else has a life; when the only questions asked about your well-being are only asked so the questioner can tell himself he asked, and your answers don’t matter.

It gets old.

The people around me have finally come to the conclusion that there is a cancer of sorts in our school system, that I am not the reason that I don’t have a job there any more. They are seeing firsthand the things I fought against, which I don’t think they honestly believed were true when I described them, and they are assuring me that I was “delivered” from a bad place rather than saying, “We are sorry we didn’t believe you.” Well, yay. Good for them They get to keep their health insurance.

Maybe there will be a day when I am seen for the prophet I was, rather than the reactionary I appeared to be. Unfortunately, I will most likely be dead by then. OK, unfortunately for them, not me, cuz baby, I am HOMEsick. I will be glad to get there, with the exception of not wanting to leave my babies to an uncertain future. Gosh, I really need to make a will. I will make my family pee in their respective britches by mandating that the money be spent on the cats. I will make the papers with that one, I’ll bet.

I am valuable. I am funny, smart, and talented. Too bad all those people I reach out to aren’t at all interested in being a part of that. Bless ’em.